|Winning witch Jamala with the Cabalistic Tree of Life|
By Mike Smith
15th of May 2016
I am not really a lover of pop music. Prefer Rock, Blues and Heavy Metal, but last night I watched that rubbish they called the 61st Eurovision Song Contest or “Grand Prix”.
First of all they should teach the organisers a bit of geography, because I always thought that the Ural Mountains separate Europe from Asia. Since when is Australia in Europe? And I always thought Israel and Kyrgyzstan was in Asia.
Doesn’t actually matter, because it was a mish-mash of contestants from all over the world that hardly looked like they represented the countries they came from.
Australia’s Dami Im is actually Korean, Sweden’s Frans is actually half Nigerian, Belgium’s Laura Tesoro is half Italian, Armenia’s Iveta Mukuchyan is actually from Hamburg in Germany and speaks fluent German, France’s Amir Haddad is actually Israeli and winner, Ukraine’s Jamala, is half Tartar and half Armenian.
Austria’s Zoë Straub sang in French when France and Spain sang in English, Poland’s long haired Michał Szpak looked like a Satanist with his black and red costume and black finger nails, Russia’s Sergey Lazarev wore a black Communist Mao suit and in the song transformed into a black angel with black wings, the chick from Malta thought she was God that could walk on water, and the winner, Ukraine’s Jamala, sang a horrible anti Russian propaganda song (1944) of murder and killing whilst dressed in a black suit that made her look like Morticia of the Adams Family and behind her exploded red lightning bolts out of which grew a Cabalastic “Tree of Life” and of course the sycophantic “Ewige Mea Culpa” German jury gave their 12 points to Israel’s Hovi Star, a hairdresser/make-up artist and gay freakshow on his own.
In fact the only one I found fairly decent with a no bullshit country/folk song (Slow Down) was Douwe Bob of the Netherlands. I wanted him to win.
It wasn’t a song contest at all. It was a politicised Satanic multicultural orgy of liberal idiots and One Worlding Tree Huggers screaming “Kumbaya” from the top of their lungs and I can tell you what…after watching that bollocks I flashed up my DVD of George Thorogood and the Destroyers, because as the Great George once said…”There are two kinds of music in this world; There is that BULLSHIT you see on television…and then there is The Blues”.